It's ironic, isn't it? All this magnificent technology, and we still find ourselves susceptible to the ravages of old age. The loss of dignity, the slow betrayal of our bodies by forces we cannot master...Do you still want to be one of us, Data?
Sir, it is conceivable -- even for me -- that time will eventually lead to irreparable circuit failure. What I cannot comprehend is this...Sarek hails from a race which prides itself on logic. The effect of Bendii Syndrome are evident. Why would such a man choose to ignore them?
Logic fails all of us sometimes, Data; I think this is one of those times. Sarek cannot see, or chooses not to see, the truth...and he's being insulated against the truth by those who love him most.
[following his mind-meld with Sarek, who is carrying out negotiations with the Legarans] NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [screams in frustration, angrily yells with sobbing] It is... it is... wrong! IT IS WROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG!! ...A lifetime of discipline washed away, and in its place... [growls angrily awkwardly, then scolding] Bedlam. BEDLAM! I'm being torn apart; nothing but dry bones and dead friends! And...This is not my fault! I - wanted - to give you - so much more. I wanted to show you such... t- t- tenderness. But that is not our way. Spock... Amanda... Did you know? P-Perrin, can you - know... how - much I - love - you?! I - do - LOVE YOU!!![Picard weeps heavily, then sinks down, sobbing. Beverly gently puts her hand on his shoulder and manages to compose himself] ...The anguish of the man. The despair pouring out of him...all those feelings, all those regrets. [sobs] I c- I can't... stop them! I can't stop them, I can't be free of this pain...[breaks down crying]
The Academy must make you wait- that's true. But upon reviewing your service to this ship, your crewmates, I cannot in good conscience make you wait for the Academy. You see, Wesley, in my eyes you are an acting Ensign in title only. I hereby grant you Field Promotion to Full Ensign with all the commensurate responsibilities and privileges of that rank. Congratulations. You're dismissed.
They tried to convince us it was a sickness we would never survive, that the pain and energy pulses would kill us. They claimed we were dangerous, so they destroyed anyone who exhibited the signs of the transfiguration.
SSunad
We were protecting our society!
JJohn
By murdering us? You saw the mutations as a threat to your authority, you were terrified of something you couldn't understand. Some suspected that what was happening to them was not evil. Four of us decided to flee Zalkon and let the metamorphosis take its course. You hunted us down, killed the others. But I survived, with the help of a kind and generous people.
I wonder if the Emperor Honorius watching the Visigoths coming over the seventh hill could truly realize that the Roman Empire was about to fall. This is really just another page of history, isn't it? Will this be the end of our civilization? Turn the page.
With experience. When the Borg destroyed my world, my people were scattered throughout the Universe. We survived. As will humanity survive. As long as there's a handful of you to keep the spirit alive, you will prevail...even if it takes a millennium.
I have nothing to say to you. And I will resist you with my last ounce of strength!
BThe Borg
Strength is irrelevant. Resistance is futile. We wish to improve ourselves. We will add your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service ours.
Death is irrelevant. Your archaic cultures are authority driven. To facilitate our introduction into your societies, it has been decided that a human voice will speak for us in all communications. You have been chosen to be that voice.
[to Riker] The knowledge and experience of the human Picard is part of us now. It has prepared us for all possible courses of action. Your resistance is hopeless... Number One.
